“One,” says the medium, “or two?”

“Can you do them again?” asks Amina.

“Sure.” The medium scuffs out the runes and picks up the chalk again. “One? Or two?”

“One,” she replies. Her grandmother does look sharper that way, although Amina worries that the second version had a brighter dress.

“Okay, good. Now, two… or three?”

In “two” her grandmother has a purse, and Amina’s pretty sure Ga-No preferred a fanny pack. “Three,” she says.

“Getting closer,” says the medium encouragingly. “Three, or hn’groc khtnn lhrrr?”

The tentacles are only there for a flicker. “Oh,” breathes Amina, “definitely the second.”